Still disappointed, Vren shrugs again, "I don't know where this ship is headed either."
Marz approaches the group in her usual silent steps.
"I thought about starting our path with Dorin - or its ruins, maybe I should say." - she finally speaks - "I'm very glad to have the extra help here, and happy to explain my rationale for this route. We're trying to find something elusive, and if any archive can be recovered from there, I'd say I'll hope it helps us on the long term."
She pauses briefly.
"However, I have no idea about how my homeworld and its moons actually look nowadays, or what could wait for us there. Are you... Able to defend yourself?" - she asks towards Vren and Sulvar.
Yes. I'm sorry you were lost, that was my fault.
Yea, I can at least defend myself.
He waves towards his stuff, and his pistol on his hip
but I was hoping to be able to help in other ways other than just being a gun for hire.
Vren looks uncomfortable at the question, "I have a blaster...and I know how to fire it.."
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Lionel, and a few droids, were carting the wine to the ship. "Yes, that will be enough," he says. "Enough for a two month journey."
Lionel, and a few droids, were carting the wine to the ship. "Yes, that will be enough," he says. "Enough for a two month journey."
With a grin, the young nobleman says, "One hopes."
Looking over at the Kel Dor, he responds, "So can my brother & I."
"I sadly will be of little help on a starship, but I can defend myself, that I can" she nods along with the others
Most everyone is on the starship.
Marz smiles to the others - though not really visible to anyone - and bow after they inform how prepared they are.
"I shall swear to do my best to protect you, and I won't ask you to put yourself at harm if I have a say in it." - she says, solemn - "And for the ones which I haven't introduced myself before, I'm Marz Shun. I thank you for accompanying me, Tcheetee and Ni't in our journey."
She wraps her hands in the back of her long dark robes. Tcheetee, the droid, just shakes its head with disdain.
"If any of you have questions that I can answer, please present them now." - she speaks again, then tries to seek the captain with her eyes, wondering if the preparations are ready to depart.
"But I'm not great at shooting it," Vren blurts out after Matz's eloquent words. He looks down at the metal flooring and apologizes, "I'm sorry. I just thought I should be clear about it."
The wine is being loaded on ship.
"New cargo," Lionel explains. "We are going to ship this to Naboo."
He is outside the ship, and not inside, going over the ship manifest.
Sulvar shakes his head as he witnesses the wine getting loaded.
Is there perchance a room that I might set myself up in? I do require some space to run and stretch.
He looks hopeful that he might get a room that is a few cubic meters larger that what he was used to.
"There are some luxury quarters you might want to set you're self up in," Lionel explains.
Fair enough, is there going to be a time where we are going to meet up to discuss where and what we are going to do.
Sulvar waits long enough for an answer, then grabs his gear and slides it to the room he was going to choose.
Vren looks up at Marz, "Do you know where we are headed?"